I don’t like people
Invading my personal space
The word itself is
Anathema to many
They feel that
I am haughty and a recluse
Yes, I prefer to be
Alone and refrain
From unwanted talk
Or chat on useless
Things around me
Tell me are they worth?
Silence is golden
Calmness is soothing
Reading is learning
Writing is exercise
Painting is beautiful
Do you call these bad?
Imagine a place
With pure air
Cloudless sky
And chilly weather
Unknown fragrance
Of blossomed flowers
Sitting in the height
Watching the nature
With none to disturb
None to annoy
None to nag
Isn’t that wonderful?
I wish to live in a place
Where there's no noise
No interference
No rules and rigidity,
Just dream of my love
Or my lost love
Since we are born
And brought up among
Noise and crowd
Soon we long for it
Because we are
More a social animal
Yet, I don’t want anyone
To pity me or praise me
Leave me alone
Please do not
Trespass into
My Precious Personal Space |